Change your destiny from becoming a villain

"Oh, oh, I really underestimated you."

I am very happy about my defeat in the battle.After all, isn't it normal for a person like him who has no combat experience to lose a battle?

Ashamed to say, Wu Mi has learned many things in 600 years, but he has never been proficient in fighting.

With overwhelming physical fitness, once he fights with others, the result is often crushed.So although he has practiced martial arts and archery, he is actually just a novice in combat.

He felt no shame in admitting his failure.

"I didn't expect to be put together under such an advantage. Sure enough, fighting is not a skill that only relies on physical ability."

As Sanjiro expected, the cold was gradually freezing his internal organs, and his body functions gradually declined accordingly.

And the recovery power that can quickly heal the injury in a breath is also limited.

"Mr. Wu Mi..." Yan Sheng who was behind subconsciously wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Yuan Yi with his hand.

"Please don't worry, brother." Yuan Yi said quietly: "Teacher has a way out of trouble, we just need to wait here."

"Yuanyi is right, Yan Sheng-kun." Although it was becoming more and more difficult to move his body, Wu Mi still turned his head and showed Yan Sheng a comforting smile, "Please don't worry about me."

"Yes." Seeing Wu Mi's smiling face, Yan Sheng miraculously lost his uneasiness. For some reason, he couldn't resist Wu Mi's smiling face, so he nodded obediently and stopped talking.

"Is there still room to comfort the children behind you? Are you out of your mind?" San Sanlang shook his head speechlessly, clenched the knife in his hand and said, "Forget it, anyway, the battle is about to end gone."

"Do you have any last words?"

"Mr. Three Times, I am very grateful for the lesson you taught me, but there is one thing you said wrong." Wu Mi still kept a smile on his face, and a faint mist began to appear from all over his body. "My Life is far from over."

"And even if it comes... it's not your turn to kill me."

"You still want to be brave now? Looking at the fog that keeps coming out of your body, I know that you have been completely invaded by my cold air. Now you are struggling even to speak."

"Naive!" Wu Mi suddenly shouted, Mei Hong's eyes sharply swept across San Sanlang's face, and his skin felt a phantom pain from the blade-like gaze, "You only got the ghost of a defective product I'm really surprised that you can use vampire skills. But you, like me before, don't know anything about each other."

"And why do you think I have no way to deal with your abilities?"

Whoa!

Wu Mi's words made San San Lang's pupils shrink slightly, as if realizing something, he quickly stepped forward, his body kicked up a gust of wind and rushed to Wu Mi, the silver-white blade reflected the brilliance of the bright moon and drew a crescent cut in the air Xiang Wuyou's throat!

"Too late."

With a puff, Wu Mi's throat was cut with a bloody mouth by the sword, and the gushing blood splashed San San Lang all over, and even a lot of it splashed on his face and eyes.

Clang!

The Taidao that had been held tightly in his hand fell unsteadily to the ground. Sanjiro covered his face with his hands, and let out an astonishing howl.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Unbearable scorching pain surged into his brain from all parts of his body, and he fell to the ground and kept rolling, wailing incessantly.

Especially the fragile face and eyes, as if being forcibly attached to a hot iron, made him very painful!

"This...this is!"

Yuanyi and Yansheng, who were standing behind Wuyan, couldn't help showing shock when they saw this.

Looking from their direction, Sanjiro's face seemed to be melted by something, exposing the flesh and bones that had turned into charred.

Not only that, but signs of carbonization appeared everywhere in his body!

"It's blood." Keen Yuanyi quickly sensed the truth, "That guy splashed the teacher's blood when he cut the teacher, that's why he became like this."

"How is this possible!?" Yansheng on the side said in disbelief: "It's obvious that it happened when it came into contact with some very hot object!"

"Look at the mist on Teacher's body, brother." Yuan Yi widened his eyes slightly, and said what he saw, "That's not the cold air emitted by that strange person, but the steam formed after the ice layer was melted into water. Because it is similar to the formation of cold air, it was misjudged!"

"I don't have blood ghost skills, three times my lord."

As Yuanyi said, the ice on Wu Mi's body was melting into water at an astonishing speed, and his injuries began to heal due to the disappearance of the ice.

"But unfortunately I can control every part of my body."

"Have you ever heard of the phenomenon of fever?" He looked at Sanjiro who was struggling on the ground and said slowly: "When a person has a fever, his body temperature will rise, and when his body temperature exceeds a certain level, his brain will be easily blocked. The degree of burnout depends on the individual, and the converted value is about 40-43."

"As a ghost, I don't need to be afraid of rising body temperature like a human being. I can even freely control my body temperature to do some incredible things."

"As it is now."

He stretched out his arm, and a slender red pipe flew out from Wuyou's fingertips and pierced Sansan Lang's head. Sansan Lang, who had been struggling and screaming for the next second, froze, and became silent in the blink of an eye.

"The high-temperature blood of up to 900 degrees Celsius burns, and the fragile brain will be carbonized and destroyed the moment it touches it." Withdrawing his blood vessels, he turned around without looking back: "But the brain does not have pain-sensing nerves. Your death will not be so painful."

"May you rest in peace."

……

"I already understand what you mean, Mr. Wu Mi."

After a while, they returned to the gate of Jiguo Mansion. Yan Sheng looked up at Wu Mi's face and said courageously, "Although Mr. Wu Mi who looks like that is indeed a little scary, but I don't hate Mr. Wu Mi."

"Thank you, Yan Sheng-kun." Wu Can patted his head with a smile after hearing this, "This is the happiest thing I've heard today."

"But I still think it's better for you to think carefully." He said tactfully, "You're just an ordinary child, and it's best not to get involved."

"Yes." Yan Sheng just nodded at Wu Mi's words and didn't say anything more, "Then good night, Mr. Wu Mi."

"Good night, Yansheng-kun, Yuanyi."

The door slowly closed, completely blocking Wu Mi's face from the door.

At this time, Yansheng turned his head to look at Yuanyi, and said in surprise: "I thought you would stop me just now."

"I won't do that, brother." Yuanyi shook his head and looked at Yan Sheng seriously: "If brother doesn't know the truth and insists on approaching the teacher, I will stop you. But brother is after knowing the truth. I have no reason to stop you from doing this."

"But..." He paused for a while, and carefully observed Yan Sheng's expression from the corner of his eye, "I still think it's better for my brother not to approach the teacher."

"Because I'm just an ordinary person, right?" Yan Sheng repeated Wu Mi's words again, his face full of unswerving "It's really an angry reason."

"Yuanyi." He stared at Yuanyi seriously, and said word by word: "I will prove it to you."

"I, Jiguo Yansheng, will be the future patriarch of the Jiguo clan. I will not lose to you!"